His slender arms embraced her delicate body, one hand held her chin, he lowered his head and slowly approached her, their noses touched, causing ripples in their hearts.

Her lips are sweet and soft.

He is as gentle as the drizzle in spring.

Sheng Xiyan stretched out her arms and hooked them around his neck, tilting her head back to endure the gentleness and passion.

The warmth spreads across my cheeks and ends at my pink, round earlobes.

～～～～～

This lingering affection lasted for a long time, until both of their mouths became red, swollen and numb.

Her cheeks were as rosy as peach blossoms. Xuan Ling stared at them, gently stroking them with his warm fingertips, as if he was treating a treasure.

The emperor's tenderness and love made Sheng Xiyan feel as if she was intoxicated in the land of tenderness.

Qi Yan went to war two years ago, and she hadn't felt the throbbing of being surrounded by love for a long time. The man in front of her was the best man in the world, the most powerful man, and at this moment he also seemed to be the most gentle man, the most emotional man.

"Sheng Xiyan?"

He held her face in his large hands, his deep eyes filled with the sea of ​​stars. "I ask you to take me into your heart little by little, understand?"

"Um."

Sheng Xiyan agreed shyly. Whether she could seduce him or not was her ability, and how long she could seduce him was her luck.

"Your Majesty, I am honored."

She raised her eyes shyly, tilting her head and staring at him in a daze. Before, he only thought that she was charming from her face and figure, but he didn't expect that she had such a lovely side.

Xuan Ling touched the tip of her nose and asked lovingly, "How old are you, my beloved concubine?"

Sheng Xiyan smiled sweetly and said, "When the Emperor shot me with an arrow, I had not yet reached the age of marriage."

"What? You're in love with Qi Yan before you even reach marriage age?"

Anger instantly appeared on the emperor's angular face. It was true that serving the emperor was like living with a tiger, and his expression changed in an instant.

"Your Majesty, I was seriously injured and unconscious for three days. I have been recuperating in bed for two months, and now I am already of marriageable age."

Xuan Ling remembered that Qi Yan had always been eager to leave the palace, so he said with a silly smile, "Your Majesty, I must hurry back to take care of Xi Yan."

There was a feeling of jealousy in my chest, and it was the first time in my life that I felt jealous.

Sheng Xiyan kissed his cheek, "Your Majesty, how old are you?"

She didn't want him to mention the past anymore, and she didn't dare to recall Qi Yan anymore, for fear that she would not be able to continue pretending.

"I am six years older than you."

"Your Majesty is so amazing, a young emperor. It's a pity that I have never seen your Majesty before."

Xuan Ling was also unwilling to dwell on the past. What happened between her and Qi Yan was in the past, and the most important thing was the present.

He picked her up and walked towards the inner hall. Sheng Xiyan felt a little nervous. Was he going to get straight to the point?

He placed her on the dragon bed, his dark eyes staring at the beauty in front of him, as if he wanted to stuff her into his mouth and stomach.

"Your Majesty, I will change your clothes for you."

Sheng Xiyan stood up from the dragon couch and was only as tall as Xuan Ling. She untied his jade belt and carefully took off his outer robe. Inside was a yellow dragon-patterned sash. Because it was too thin and soft, her chest muscles were faintly visible and rose and fell.

She shyly hung the man's robe on the ebony hanger. Xuan Ling hugged her from behind, his hot breath behind her ear, and his breathing was rapid.

Sheng Xiyan, I want to develop a good relationship with you, not just an ordinary relationship between a man and a woman.

Sheng Xiyan said shyly: "Your Majesty..."

Suddenly he turned her over, took off her belt, and took off her loose imperial physician's uniform, revealing a jade-colored brocade gown that outlined her plump and delicate body. His dark eyes darkened and his breathing tightened.

It seems like I have forgotten how to breathe and how to gasp.

He picked her up by the waist and carried her onto the dragon bed, placing her on the inside.

Sheng Xiyan had taken a bath before coming here. When she took off her outer robe, a faint fragrance filled the air, exuding a fatal charm.

Encourage yourself and don't be afraid. You are already the emperor's concubine. Serving the emperor in bed is an obligation. If you serve the emperor well, you will have a stable life and no one will dare to bully you and Jiang Jiang.

It's a good deal if you think about it this way. After all, the emperor in front of you has good looks, great bearing, ability, and power. Isn't that what all women in the world desire?

Xuan Ling got on the bed and saw that the beauty had her eyes closed, her eyeballs moving under her eyelids, and her breathing was a little tight. Was she nervous?

I want to tease her and caress her.

Sheng Xiyan frowned, bit her lip, and suddenly burst into a giggle.

The beauty actually had a ticklish spot. She smiled so brightly and freely that it was a scene Xuan Ling had never seen before.

No woman had ever laughed so heartily in front of him. She was not at all delicate and artificial. She had the innocence of a girl and the charm of a woman. The whole hall was filled with her silver bell-like laughter.